He's seached the entire pack, looked every possible place near their lands and hasn't found a single piece of evidence that leads to her, and what's worse is he can't link to her. There's no way I'm getting out of them, not unless someone unlocks them with a key.įollowing Allison's disappearance, Alarik has been on edge. Even if I had my wolf strength, they're made of silver. I give up pulling on the shackles that bind my wrists, the skin there rubbed raw and scabbing from all the times I've tried to pull them loose. There's no way out of this, there's no way Alarik will find me, and there's no way I can break free. The mood swings I keep going through, they must be a side effect of whatever it is they're giving me. I feel the deep pit of despair coming back to swallow me whole. I tried counting the days, but when there are no windows, barely any lights, and when you keep getting knocked out by drugs, it makes it impossible to guess. I don't even know how long I've been here. I don't know who they are, some monsters that have kept me prisoner. I haven't been able to access my wolf since I had been drugged when they got me. This room, wherever it is, is kept low, low enough to bring my body temperature down. I feel the cold stones pressed to my back, seeping through the piece of fabric I have on to cover my body, the concrete below just as cold.
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